rain, rain
outside a funeral home.
we lie tenderly as dew drops-
leaving puddles and bruises.
when music burns,
and warm wind blows,
one soft spirit glimmers
beneath a fabric sky.
rain, rain
outside a funeral home.
we lie tenderly as dew drops-
leaving puddles and bruises.
when music burns,
and warm wind blows,
one soft spirit glimmers
beneath a fabric sky.